The old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan listened to Uncle Mafushan's question, and knew that the purpose of this trip could not be concealed, if he concealed it any longer, he would be suspected of using Wei Tonghuan's reputation to fake the tiger in the rivers and lakes, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Your Excellency is shrewd......! It's a shame. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" paused and said, "Since you have seen through our minds. Then let's open the skylight and say something. In the battle of Dustless Villa, although the Lord of Castle did his best, he was wasted by the wind and rain. As he spoke, he made a gesture of flapping his wings to the sky with his fingers interlaced, and said mysteriously: "In order to explain the reason for this defeat to the Holy Lord, Lord Willburg must personally explain the reason. So, hey, just as we were saying goodbye, Bao Shu, a disciple of the castle master, quietly told us that he had two ancient swords stolen by a thief, and solemnly entrusted us to help him get them back as much time as we could. ”

Uncle Mafushan deliberately asked, "Have you ever found the thief who stole the ancient sword?"

The old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan nodded, pointed to the carriage carport and said, "The person who stole the ancient sword is the bastard boy who was rescued by the masked woman next to you. ”

Li Xuan listened to what the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan said in the carport, and then he realized that they had come for the Devil May Cry and Divine Dance blades they were carrying, and he couldn't help but secretly say: "This hateful Bao Shu, not only did not remember that he had bypassed his life, but provoked others to chase and kill him, which is really hateful. The thought was born from his heart, he was slightly distracted, and suddenly felt another tingling pain in the dantian that had calmed down a lot, and the cold and hot poisonous breath trapped in the dantian by him took advantage of the distraction of his mind to rush towards the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

He was busy gathering his mind, his body and spirit were one, and he noticed that two-thirds of the cold and heat internal breath had entered the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and he couldn't help but secretly complain, knowing that the recurrence of cold and heat poisonous breath was the most dangerous. If you can't go all out to bring it back into the dantian, after the poisonous breath attacks, it will hit your meridians with double the force, and at that time, even if the warm inner breath in the dantian pours out, I am afraid that you will not be able to return to the sky. In desperation, Li Xuan had to re-use the method of cutting, encircling, annihilating, and conniving, like encircling and suppressing a ferocious and vicious enemy, racking his brains, patiently and patiently gradually bringing the cold and hot poisonous breath back to the dantian, and then tightly trapping it with warm internal breath, taking a few deep breaths, holding Yuan Shouyi with both hands, and completing the most dangerous three-breath integration with difficulty.

Uncle Mafushan looked at the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan, and subconsciously looked at Li Xuan through the gap in the carport, and saw that his face was sometimes pale, sometimes fiery red, and from time to time there was steaming white gas coming out of the top of his head, and he said secretly: "I saw that this bastard boy seemed to have no signs of poisoning, but why is he doing exercises to cure poison? Well, it is said that very few people can survive for a hundred days by the poison of the iron-headed yin and yang centipede, even if this bastard boy is magical and weird, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive...... Hmph, the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan really acted without permission behind Wei Tonghuan's back, it seems that these two ancient swords are really extraordinary. Since I'm going to bring these two ancient swords and bastard boys to Rou Girl, how can I let them succeed!"

The masked woman listened to the words of the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan, and smiled coldly: "You are really robber logic. obviously wanted to rob other people's hands, but he first said that it was his own. Old ginseng jing, I have a piece of broken wood that I picked up, is it your ancestor's tablet?"

The nine people behind the carriage were listening intently to their words, but when they heard the masked woman laugh at the old ginseng Jinghe Eagle Goose like this, they couldn't help but laugh loudly.

Old Ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan listened to the masked woman's vicious words, her eyes narrowed, and she said with a bright light: "Since you recognize the tablet of my ancestors, then kowtow to them, and I will punish you for the crime of not knowing the order of the elder and the younger, and talking nonsense!" They can't run. But before we do it, we have to figure out what those nine people are doing here?"

As soon as Feng Zifeng's words fell, a person with a white face and a slight beard, a folding fan in his hand, and a scholar-like dress came out of the nine people behind the carriage.

The white-clothed scholar walked among the people first, straightened his clothes, and then bowed his hand to Uncle Mafushan, the masked woman, and the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan and his party, and said: "Accept, accept! He cleared his throat and said slowly: "I can't hide it, I can hear the words of your suitable people to ask questions and answers clearly. Ah...... Thousands of miles of encounters, all are karma, there is something to say, why bother to dance knives and guns, fight to the point of being disabled and dying. It is said that the sour rot of being a scholar is a scholar below, but it is not sour, and he also hates people who fake Sven around the bend. This one...... This one...... As the so-called rivers and mountains are handsome through the ages, heroes are difficult to find heroes, even though the sun is easy to get old, but the green waves of the east water are still ......" He still had to drop the book bag endlessly, but he heard Zhu Yeqing scolding: "Grandma, are you not sour and rotten like this? Do you have to sour Lao Tzu to be sour?"

The masked woman saw that Zhu Yeqing was extremely arrogant, and said coldly: "It's good to sour you to death as a thin man, and others in the province will have to work hard to finish you off." ”

Zhu Yeqing was furious when he heard this, and shouted: "Come on, the little lady will come over first, let Lao Tzu see if your face behind the rags is handsome before he is soured to death!" The white-clothed scholar saw that Zhu Yeqing was rude, shook his head and said: "It seems that this gentleman has read very little, and he doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade...... Also, your sour remarks are bad. This one...... This one...... Sour and rotten are actually two completely different situations. Among them, the way of sour rot is often like Shanxi old vinegar, Liaodong sour cabbage and the like, sour is sour, but not rotten, sour is sour, but the entrance is crisp and fresh. ”

The old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan saw the white-clothed scholar talking eloquently, not only was he not afraid, but his expression was calm, and he didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, so he tentatively said: "This benevolent brother is erudite and talented, and his tongue is like a spring, and the little old man admires him, but I don't know where to put the cabinet, do you have any friends we are familiar with?" Uncle Mafushan watched the changes from the sidelines. At this time, seeing the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan came forward, he understood that what he said was to ask the other party what sect he belonged to, and the first hand was to ask the other party what position he was in the sect, and the first hand was to ask the other party if there was anyone familiar with him. Uncle Mafushan was originally a steady person, and he was also curious about why the white-clothed scholar followed his carriage closely, and why he suddenly intervened at this time. Although he saw the blank and incomprehensible look on the white-clothed scholar's face, he was cold and silent, watching how he responded.

The white-clothed scholar was stunned when he heard this, scratched his head, looked up and thought for a long time, and then said in a daze: "Set up the cabinet, start with it?" Alas, this old gentleman's speech is full of mystery, it is really like the clouds of Wushan Mountain, and the rain of Longmen is really hard to understand. ”

After he finished sighing, he shook the folding fan again, paced, and muttered to himself: "If you want to read more, you must read more." Alas, it seems that I am reading less. As he spoke, he patted his head and said, "I understand what it means to set up the cabinet and get started." Seeing his stupid bookish appearance, the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan was very amused, and said, "Since you already understand, then say it and let everyone hear it." The white-clothed scholar shook his head and said, "Setting the cabinet is to set up the table for eating. To get started, it is to eat the mouth. And what do you do...... That is, after eating and drinking, go to the thatched house and squat!"

When everyone heard him explain the meaning of setting the cabinet and starting with the master, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The white-clothed scholar saw that everyone was laughing non-stop, and he didn't care, he looked at everyone stupidly, as if he was in a big mood, and suddenly pointed to the Eagle Sorrow Peak that was high in the clouds, and the knife and axe were splitting, and bowed to the slanting sun with the remaining half of his face before he chanted: "The mountains are far away and the sea is wide, the autumn colors and water sounds, the sunset and the west wind are brilliant, such a good place, it should be torn apart like a weaving net of dust, light a handful of fireworks in the world, cook the world, cook life, and cook the moonlight...... Creak...... Cook heaven and earth, boil life, boil moonlight!"

When the masked woman saw the scholar chanting and dancing, she couldn't help but smile and said, "It's a good boil world, boil life, boil moonlight...... It's so poetic, it's so poetic...... I don't think it's poetic or not, I should add boiled noodles!"

When the white-clothed scholar heard this, he stopped dancing, looked up to the sky and laughed, stretched out his hand to make an elegant gesture, and said: "Poetic pen and ink are difficult to eat, with a mouth, should you cook a pot of old wine?" The voice fell, and I saw him swing his left hand, jump up in the air, and slam the crutch in his right hand against the scholar's door with a snort.

Everyone saw that he was not tall, shriveled and lean, with a white beard covering his chest, as if he was in his seventies, but he jumped up and his body was like electricity, and he took two steps in the air, and he had jumped out of a distance of four or five zhang.

Seeing that the crutch of the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan was about to hit the door of the white-clothed scholar, somehow, the white-clothed scholar only took half a step, so he gently and skillfully avoided it, and at the same time put his right hand on the body of his crutch, and said with a slight smile: "There is no injustice and no enmity with you, why be angry and angry?"

The white-clothed scholar looked at the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan, whose face was flushed, and said with a faint smile: "It is not easy for the old gentleman to cultivate for many years, if you are angry and hurt your heart and liver, be careful to break ......your life" Before the words were finished, the five fingers on the staff were suddenly withdrawn.

Lao Shen Jinghe Diaoyan couldn't pull back the crutches, angry and communicative, was running through his arms, full of strength to break the force, but he didn't expect that the other party would suddenly withdraw the five fingers on the crutches, and heard a 'click', the hollow force not only pressed all on his arms, but also on the way back his arms could not withstand the huge pulling force, 'oops', it was dislocated.

Uncle Mafushan was secretly surprised when he saw that the white-clothed scholar had only one move, and he defeated the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan, who had been famous for many years. Because he couldn't see whether the scholar in white was friend or foe, he didn't understand whether he was helping himself or if he had other plans, so he could only wait and see what was changing, so he could not change in response to all changes. Zhu Yeqing of Wuji Island in the South China Sea saw it really beside him, and he was surprised in his heart, but he had never been convinced by the old ginseng Jing He Diaoyan shouted to him, and at this time he was overjoyed when he saw that he was injured, and said loudly: "Old ginseng jing, do you know the sour and rotten scholars! Why do you deliberately want to?" As he spoke, he turned his head to the three Taoists with long swords on his side: "Qingjing Third Son, it's time for you to make meritorious contributions under the command of the Lord of Kamikaze Castle." After speaking, his hands shook, and there were already two more silver glittering Vajra rings with a diameter of about two feet. Although he was short and thin, he was extremely strong, and he never worried about life and death when fighting with people, and he threw himself at the white-clothed scholar with a shout.

Seeing that Zhu Yeqing moved, the three sons of Qingjing also 'brushed' and pulled out the long sword they were carrying, occupying the position of the triangle fulcrum respectively, and joined the team battle.

When the white-clothed scholar saw the other four attacking, he not only had no fear on his face, but also was calm and abnormal, his body shape changed, and he pointed to the east and west with a folding fan in his hand, and suddenly shot a spicy swordsmanship, and suddenly a delicate acupoint technique, suddenly using the fan as a shield, and suddenly using the fan bone as a knife. In the blink of an eye, the five of them had been fighting for seven or eight rounds. During this period, the white-clothed scholar became more and more courageous, and he changed seven or eight techniques in a row, and each technique was exquisite, as fast as meteor lightning.

When the fight reached the interval, everyone listened to the white-clothed scholar shouting softly: "Fall, fall, fall......" The words did not fall, only heard the three sons of Qingjing screaming one after another, and flew out. Seeing the defeat of Qingjing's three sons, Zhu Yeqing was slightly flustered, and the diamond circle in his left hand couldn't help but lag a little, and he was colliding with the white-clothed scholar's folding fan. After everyone heard the crisp sound of 'Zheng', the diamond circle was not only snatched by the white-clothed scholar, but also when it came back as a weapon, it collided with the diamond circle in Zhu Yeqing's right hand, and there was a loud bang on the ground, and the two diamond rings were bent and deformed. The white-clothed scholar raised the deformed diamond circle in his hand, and said with a smile: "I have heard that the demon subduing diamond circle method of the lord of Bamboo Island is famous all over the rivers and lakes, not only is it powerful, but it is also as good as it gets. Ha, but now that we've seen it, it's not even Er'er!"

Zhu Yeqing looked blankly at the tiger's mouth that was shocked with blood, and muttered: "This diamond ring is made of silver sand mixed with stainless steel in the South China Sea, but how can it become noodles in your hands......" said, shaking his head while sighing, and staggered back. I didn't know that before I took two steps, my face suddenly turned yellow. He covered his chest with one hand in pain, as if he wanted to moan loudly, but he opened up a few times, but he couldn't make a sound, staggered a few times and fell to the ground, and then he didn't move.

The masked woman saw that Zhu Yeqing, who had always been ruthless, was shocked to death by the white-clothed scholar with heavy techniques, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "This scholar is elegant and weak on the surface, pretending to be crazy and stupid, but I didn't expect the internal strength to be so strong. If I want to fight and kill Zhu Yeqing cleanly, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do so. Uncle Mafushan saw Zhu Yeqing die, his cheek muscles twitched a few times, his fists pinched involuntarily, and said secretly: "The scholar is really playing the role of a pig and a tiger, his internal strength is so strong!"

The Feng brothers of the old wolf valley of King Kong Mountain glanced at each other, and then looked at Qu Benlei, the lord of the Eagle Sorrow Beach who was supporting the old ginseng Jinghe Eagle Goose, and smiled reluctantly: "Brother Qu, from this point of view, the good fortune that Bao Shu gave us will not be able to be made. After speaking, Yang Tian laughed miserably, and said to the scholar in white: "Your Excellency's martial arts are extraordinary, which really opened my brother's eyes." If you want to kill them all now, we won't frown. It's just that I don't know anything, so I would like to ask you to teach me. ”

The white-clothed scholar smiled and said, "If you have something to say, it's okay." ”

Feng Ziling of the Old Wolf Valley of King Kong Mountain looked at Zhu Yeqing, who fell to the ground, a chill passed through his heart, and he asked calmly: "Mr. said before, there is no grudge between us, isn't it?" The white-clothed scholar nodded and said, "Indeed." We don't know anything about our lives. Feng Ziling sighed and said, "Then why do you want to be ruthless to Zhu Yeqing?" he said, pointing to Uncle Mafushan and the masked woman, and then said, "Could it be that Mr. is in the same group as them?"

When the white-clothed scholar heard this, he laughed and said, "No, no, no." I don't know them either. Today is the first time we have met. ”

Feng Zilingqi said: "Then what is the reason why you do this?"

The white-clothed scholar waved the folding fan in his hand, his expression seemed to be stupid and crazy, and his slender eyes slanted upwards smiled faintly, and he grinned: "It's just because I don't like to accept other people's feelings." As he spoke, he pointed to Uncle Mafushan and the masked woman, and said to Feng Ziling with his hands dancing: "You stop people for personal reasons, if you fight generally, there will be deaths and injuries on both sides...... Hahaha...... Although you will surely be defeated, it will drain their strength, and then I will come out to deal with the young and old who are driving the horses, and I will not be invincible......! That's why I'm going to take care of you first, and fight them fairly. ”

Feng Ziling couldn't help but be surprised when he heard the white-clothed scholar fight and kill Zhu Yeqing, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw his strange smile, as if he was mocking himself, and couldn't help but hate and said: "How do you know that we can't fight this countryman who drives horses......?" You didn't come here for those two ancient swords, did you...... If you are really arrogant, aren't you as selfish as we are in doing this?"

The white-clothed scholar shook his head like a wave drum, grinned, and said, "I don't have any ancient swords, and I don't plan to ask for their ancient swords, so this is not selfish...... I'll tell you the truth, if I hadn't known that you had been to the Dustless Villa, where you were hurting people and setting fires, and disturbing the mess of the Villa, I wouldn't have bothered to meddle in your affairs. ”

Feng Ziling exclaimed: "You are actually a person from the Dustless Mountain Villa?"

The white-clothed scholar nodded, his expression suddenly became extremely arrogant, and he said lightly: "Can you just see it?" Hmph, Wei Tonghuan led you to attack the Dustless Villa, and retreated in vain, count him lucky...... Haha, it's just a pity that you're out of luck. As he spoke, he pointed to the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan, whose face was as pale as paper, and said slowly: "If he hadn't said the good things you had done to the Dustless Villa, where would I know." Hearing this, the old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan hissed: "So, have you decided to kill us at that time?" The white-clothed scholar nodded and said, "Isn't it possible?"

The old ginseng Jinghe Diaoyan laughed miserably a few times, and said: "Okay, well, it seems that we are also a narrow enemy, so what other reasons do you find for the bird of 'for the sake of fairness, not to win'?" hahaha...... Wouldn't it be the same if we were robbers!"

Uncle Mafushan had been secretly on guard since he heard that the white-clothed scholar was from the Dustless Villa, and he couldn't help but ask: "Scholars can't contradict themselves when they speak. Since you know that these pustules had besieged the Dustless Villa earlier, what did they do to our passers-by?" The white-clothed scholar listened to Uncle Mafushan's words, restrained his crazy hippie expression, and said solemnly: "You are not passers-by. The masked woman said coldly: "Do you want you to judge whether Uncle Shan and I are passers-by or not?" ”

Hearing her aggressiveness, the scholar in white couldn't help but sneer: "You really provoked me." Hum...... Have you forgotten that yesterday when you and Mr. Mafu were fighting in Song'ao Town, you mentioned the battle at the top of the Immortal Cave in the Dustless Mountain Villa?" )